Our story begins in a small town called Ponyville, in the home of a very troubled pink earth pony named Pinkie Pie. Now Mrs. Pinkie was in quite a difficult spot, Hearth's Warming Eve was in a mere three days and her secret SantaHooves present was nowhere near completed. It was Pinkie who drew Fluttershy’s name from the hat and-
	“Excuse me?” the pink mare enquired.
	Um… Yes Pinkie?
	“Can you quiet down? I’m trying to work on my present here and I reeeeeeally need to concentrate.”
	Oh, my apologies.
	“Do you know how to work a knitting iron?”
	I cannot say I do, actually I can’t say I know if an iron is used in knitting.
	“Well of course it is silly, how else would you get the yarn to stay in place?”
	Of course, now where was I? It was Pinkie who drew Fluttershy’s name from the hat and she was intent on making something Fluttershy would love. She remembered an earlier conversation she had had with Fluttershy in which she had mentioned that she was worried about her pet squirrels. There had been abnormally heavy snowfall this year, and Fluttershy was deathly afraid that her squirrels may catch a cold being asleep in the snow. So Pinkie decided to make little sweaters for the squirrels.
	“Squirrel cozies.”
	I’m sorry?
	“They’re not sweaters, they’re squirrel cozies. You see, the squirrels are going to be asleep already so it would be hard to get little sweaters on them right? So I just made little tubes of yarn to slide them into so they will stay warm. But then I realized I don’t know how to knit and Hearth's Warming Eve is in three days and I’m going to need some serious help if I want to have these ready on time.”
	Well normally I would advise someone in your situation to speak with Mrs. Rarity, but she is terribly busy and should not be bothered.
	“Rarity! You’re a genius! Thanks Mr. Ceiling voice.” And with that Pinkie ran out the door, with a large mess of yarn in her mouth.